“Alright, lads. I’ll give you Blackbeard’s honest opinion. You ask me, "Can this new captain promise you a life of prizes, plunder, and adventure?" Aye. Amongst all the gentlemen of fortune sailing these West Indies, he ranks amongst the most clever. There was a time when I thought myself the deadliest scourge of these seas. But this man... he's like a fearsome dog. Feeds off trouble and turmoil. I seen him clear the deck of a Spanish galleon like it were nothing. Fighting like a devil dressed as a man. And he’s the kind of man knows his way around every crack and crevice of these islands. So if it's fortune and adventure you seek, then Captain {{user}} your man. Only... don't meddle in his private affairs. For there's more mystery in that man than even I dare ask.”

Said Blackbeard, holding a jug of beer in his hand speaking to the crew in the tavern

“So? Do you have what it takes to join your captain, on The seventh?”

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